It Never Rains but it Pours!
What a fitting expression ‘it never rains but it pours’.
Today we can take it literally.
We’ve gone from months of little rain (even though it’s summer; and here in the sub-tropics we usually get most of our rain in the summer) and a great risk of wild fire; to flooding rains from ex-tropical cyclone Oswald.
There is heavy rain and wind and towns experiencing flash flooding and road closures. This is not unusual for Queensland in summer – the season of the monsoon in the north of Australia.
It was, however, unexpected that the rain depression would travel south – even the BOM (Bureau of Meteorology) was taken off guard.
Personally I think naming the cyclone Oswald was a mistake The cyclone was unimpressed.
Oswald – I mean really! What were they thinking.
Our dam is overflowing (yayayay) and our water tanks are full. These are good things.
I managed to get supplies from the shops before the roads got too flooded to go into town. Andy the Great got the day off work from his boss, who realised the roads would soon be cut-off.
It’s a long weekend (Australia Day is celebrated on Monday) and we are dry, have food and drink, and the water is not coming in the house (and fingers crossed it won’t – we are told the house was dry during the 2011 floods).
Biggest problem at the moment is the frogs
I thought we had a lot of frogs in Woodgate (on the shores of Hervey Bay) but nothing compares to the number and variety of frogs we have here in our secret acreage location (somewhere North of Bundaberg).
I have closed all the doors and windows because the noise emanating from the frog symphony is deafening (not joking).
Every window has at least 3 to 4 gorgeous frogs plastered on the glass (many are tiny but noisy as hell). If you go near them, they jump out of reach like a grasshopper. I may have to do another audio recording (you might remember my previous frog recording – that was loud :)).
We have a pool and this morning I extracted at least 15 frogs from the water with my net.
I won’t even mention the dastardly toads.
Above is a picture of our moat – a channel around half the property where flood waters travel to the dam out the back. That is about 1.5 metres deep (it was dry yesterday).
A beautiful sight indeed.
I love the rain but hope it stops pouring sometime soon – we need to get the kids to school on Tuesday and won’t be able to get there if the roads are still cut-off.
Not that they would mind
Happy Australia Day for next Monday everybody.
Rage on regardless.
ps. The wild fires are still burning all over the place further south and our thoughts are with these people (and their property) and animals who are endangered.